12/05/2017

They call me a sadistic a-hole because I rob from the poor and cheat on the weak.

Do I ever regret the choices I’ve made? All the damn time.

But it’s too late to turn back, and too late to start over…

I’ve never even considered giving it all up for anyone or anything before. Never had a reason or motivation to change.

Until I met her.

Callista Rayner. Heiress. Goddess. Need-her-ass-up-on-my-mattress.

My last chance at redemption.

Problem was, I couldn’t afford to fall for her, because I didn’t want to ruin her.

I didn’t want to destroy her, like the others that came before.

Too bad I had no choice.

Too bad she was my pawn and I had to use her.

Too bad, too bad, too bad.

I grew up under a grand delusion.
As a child, I pretended that I was a paper princess, hidden in a tower, awaiting my prince. Being with me came at an impossible price though, because I was kept by a wicked witch, someone who called herself my mother. I was a doomed Rapunzel, forgotten by the world.
All my life, I’d been a kept woman.
Kept in the cellar while my mother entertained foul men of all shapes and sizes, sometimes for hours or all night long.
Kept in the closet while my mother sucked her boyfriend’s cock.
Kept in the garage while my mother laundered bloody sheets and soiled blankets. While she scrubbed the walls and took out the trash.
My mother said she was born to serve. A born listener. A follower. Chosen for breeding. Hand-picked for pleasure…

JACKIE WANG lives in Vancouver, Canada with her real-life alpha hero and their rambunctious daughter. When she’s not writing, Jackie is binge-reading, gorging on expensive chocolates, or fiddling around with Photoshop.